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Siblings were, as far as Alkaios was concerned, a particularly tedious affair. As far as he was concerned, life would have been far easier had he not had any of them to worry about, although he supposed he could do with his twin sister. She, at least, proved to be either useful or excellent company and rarely anything worse than that. The rest of them, however, well, they were what Alkaios might have referred to as a nuisance had he not had some sense of loyalty toward them.
All of that said, however, he supposed he did like the rest of his sisters somewhat more than his one remaining brother. Menthe was, for the most part, harmless, already carefully married off, and Callidora was only twelve and was almost incapable of doing wrong. The eldest was the only problem. Somehow, Alkaios had ended up agreeing to chaperone Arethusa around the city that day because, as she had so flatteringly put it, he was a soldier and, so long as he was with her, she would be safe. He had thought it absurd - it wasn't as though the woman was travelling anywhere particularly dangerous, nor was it as though she had nobody to escort her - but, in the end, he had accepted. There were times in his life when he had to be a little more lenient than his usual stubborn self.
For as long as Alkaios had been aware, Arethusa had been close friends with the eldest Leventi daughter, Selene, due to their similarity in age, meaning there had been countless visits to the Leventi mansion, and countless visits in return. He could hardly complain. Everyone was well aware of just how beautiful the Leventi women were and Selene was no exception to that rule which, of course, meant that Alkaios was far more interested in this visit than he would have been otherwise. Despite his current military and political positions, he was most definitely not a symbol of propriety and flirtations were not only to be expected but impossible to avoid, even if the women were usually promised elsewhere (a marriage to someone like him would scarcely be considered advantageous enough for one of them). Selene had always been delightful in that regard, flirting back whenever they spoke.
Given the nature of who they were visiting, both brother and sister had dressed in clothes fancier than the usual for the occasion, yet given why they were visiting, they had avoided going anywhere too elaborate. Alkaios was dressed in a dark red chiton which offset the palour of his skin and the lightness of his hair, secured at the shoulder and belt with bronze clasps in the shape of the sun which served as Skleros house symbol. His sister dressed in contrast: forest green with a golden sash around the waist and necklace made of the same precious metal, hair done up in an intricate hairstyle.
"I don't care to spend too long," he informed his sister as the pair of them finally approached the mansion, Alkaios leading his sister behind him. Arethusa might have been almost half a decade older but she had always been far more demure, and the rest of the siblings with bigger personalities than she had always outshone her. It just so happened that Alkaios was one of those and male to boot, and would undoubtedly always overpower her as a result. Outside of a nod, her response was suitably curt, betraying almost none of her opinion on the subject. She had always been educated to keep her emotions to herself.
"This is only a brief visit. We should not have too much to discuss."
Alkaios gave his sister a side glance, not fully sure if he entirely trusted her answer but not fully willing to comment on the matter further, as they entered the Leventi property, guiding them into the main hall of the house. Tapping his foot on the ground in mild impatience - Alkaios had always been especially impatient, regardless of the situation - he waited for them to be announced and for the appearance of their hostess.
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Siblings were, as far as Alkaios was concerned, a particularly tedious affair. As far as he was concerned, life would have been far easier had he not had any of them to worry about, although he supposed he could do with his twin sister. She, at least, proved to be either useful or excellent company and rarely anything worse than that. The rest of them, however, well, they were what Alkaios might have referred to as a nuisance had he not had some sense of loyalty toward them.
All of that said, however, he supposed he did like the rest of his sisters somewhat more than his one remaining brother. Menthe was, for the most part, harmless, already carefully married off, and Callidora was only twelve and was almost incapable of doing wrong. The eldest was the only problem. Somehow, Alkaios had ended up agreeing to chaperone Arethusa around the city that day because, as she had so flatteringly put it, he was a soldier and, so long as he was with her, she would be safe. He had thought it absurd - it wasn't as though the woman was travelling anywhere particularly dangerous, nor was it as though she had nobody to escort her - but, in the end, he had accepted. There were times in his life when he had to be a little more lenient than his usual stubborn self.
For as long as Alkaios had been aware, Arethusa had been close friends with the eldest Leventi daughter, Selene, due to their similarity in age, meaning there had been countless visits to the Leventi mansion, and countless visits in return. He could hardly complain. Everyone was well aware of just how beautiful the Leventi women were and Selene was no exception to that rule which, of course, meant that Alkaios was far more interested in this visit than he would have been otherwise. Despite his current military and political positions, he was most definitely not a symbol of propriety and flirtations were not only to be expected but impossible to avoid, even if the women were usually promised elsewhere (a marriage to someone like him would scarcely be considered advantageous enough for one of them). Selene had always been delightful in that regard, flirting back whenever they spoke.
Given the nature of who they were visiting, both brother and sister had dressed in clothes fancier than the usual for the occasion, yet given why they were visiting, they had avoided going anywhere too elaborate. Alkaios was dressed in a dark red chiton which offset the palour of his skin and the lightness of his hair, secured at the shoulder and belt with bronze clasps in the shape of the sun which served as Skleros house symbol. His sister dressed in contrast: forest green with a golden sash around the waist and necklace made of the same precious metal, hair done up in an intricate hairstyle.
"I don't care to spend too long," he informed his sister as the pair of them finally approached the mansion, Alkaios leading his sister behind him. Arethusa might have been almost half a decade older but she had always been far more demure, and the rest of the siblings with bigger personalities than she had always outshone her. It just so happened that Alkaios was one of those and male to boot, and would undoubtedly always overpower her as a result. Outside of a nod, her response was suitably curt, betraying almost none of her opinion on the subject. She had always been educated to keep her emotions to herself.
"This is only a brief visit. We should not have too much to discuss."
Alkaios gave his sister a side glance, not fully sure if he entirely trusted her answer but not fully willing to comment on the matter further, as they entered the Leventi property, guiding them into the main hall of the house. Tapping his foot on the ground in mild impatience - Alkaios had always been especially impatient, regardless of the situation - he waited for them to be announced and for the appearance of their hostess.
Siblings were, as far as Alkaios was concerned, a particularly tedious affair. As far as he was concerned, life would have been far easier had he not had any of them to worry about, although he supposed he could do with his twin sister. She, at least, proved to be either useful or excellent company and rarely anything worse than that. The rest of them, however, well, they were what Alkaios might have referred to as a nuisance had he not had some sense of loyalty toward them.
All of that said, however, he supposed he did like the rest of his sisters somewhat more than his one remaining brother. Menthe was, for the most part, harmless, already carefully married off, and Callidora was only twelve and was almost incapable of doing wrong. The eldest was the only problem. Somehow, Alkaios had ended up agreeing to chaperone Arethusa around the city that day because, as she had so flatteringly put it, he was a soldier and, so long as he was with her, she would be safe. He had thought it absurd - it wasn't as though the woman was travelling anywhere particularly dangerous, nor was it as though she had nobody to escort her - but, in the end, he had accepted. There were times in his life when he had to be a little more lenient than his usual stubborn self.
For as long as Alkaios had been aware, Arethusa had been close friends with the eldest Leventi daughter, Selene, due to their similarity in age, meaning there had been countless visits to the Leventi mansion, and countless visits in return. He could hardly complain. Everyone was well aware of just how beautiful the Leventi women were and Selene was no exception to that rule which, of course, meant that Alkaios was far more interested in this visit than he would have been otherwise. Despite his current military and political positions, he was most definitely not a symbol of propriety and flirtations were not only to be expected but impossible to avoid, even if the women were usually promised elsewhere (a marriage to someone like him would scarcely be considered advantageous enough for one of them). Selene had always been delightful in that regard, flirting back whenever they spoke.
Given the nature of who they were visiting, both brother and sister had dressed in clothes fancier than the usual for the occasion, yet given why they were visiting, they had avoided going anywhere too elaborate. Alkaios was dressed in a dark red chiton which offset the palour of his skin and the lightness of his hair, secured at the shoulder and belt with bronze clasps in the shape of the sun which served as Skleros house symbol. His sister dressed in contrast: forest green with a golden sash around the waist and necklace made of the same precious metal, hair done up in an intricate hairstyle.
"I don't care to spend too long," he informed his sister as the pair of them finally approached the mansion, Alkaios leading his sister behind him. Arethusa might have been almost half a decade older but she had always been far more demure, and the rest of the siblings with bigger personalities than she had always outshone her. It just so happened that Alkaios was one of those and male to boot, and would undoubtedly always overpower her as a result. Outside of a nod, her response was suitably curt, betraying almost none of her opinion on the subject. She had always been educated to keep her emotions to herself.
"This is only a brief visit. We should not have too much to discuss."
Alkaios gave his sister a side glance, not fully sure if he entirely trusted her answer but not fully willing to comment on the matter further, as they entered the Leventi property, guiding them into the main hall of the house. Tapping his foot on the ground in mild impatience - Alkaios had always been especially impatient, regardless of the situation - he waited for them to be announced and for the appearance of their hostess.
If anyone understood the heartache that could come with siblings, it was the eldest Leventi daughter. Selene had four younger sisters to worry about, their relationship closer than most. No one was more precious to her then them, even if they tended to cause as much mischief as a set of brothers might. But regardless of their faults, bless them, they were still hers to keep and cherish. Even if Nana needed more focus and time than her other sisters. And even if Imma thought herself horrible with paints and brushes-- Selene loved them all dearly.
Her vanity and ego were unique in that while she was aware of how beautiful she was, that didn't mean that she didn't enjoy the company of those we might not have been up to her caliber in looks and accomplishment. And more so, she was incredibly protective of those of whom she'd become friends. As a child, it hadn't been about titles or looks; friendship had been about shared secrets and laughter. Arethusa and her had built a close bond early on, when little sisters were a pain and siblings were too much to handle. As they grew older, Selene's own self-importance extended to that of her friends. She had chosen to be close to them, and therefore, they were very important and deserved every courtesy.
Self confidence created a playful atmosphere in his mind, and any chance to talk with a man was an opportunity to make herself a more desirable wife. Alkaios was handsome, quick witted and played along with her games. They both knew that nothing would ever become of their flirtatious friendship, and with the stress of matrimony taken out of the equation, they usually could banter back and forth without any sort of ill-will or miscommunication. It was rare, but he firmly understood that his lack of title, lands and money would ever make him a potential suitor for her. And she was never under the assumption that he was a worthy match. A good friend; always. But never a husband.
Selene had been with her harp, deep into practice when she was informed of the arrival of Skleros siblings. She was a little giddy when she quickly checked to make sure her lavender chiton was perfectly folded, the gold cuffs shined brightly . Adjusting the folds of her blousing one last time, she quickly made her way into the main hall, blonde hair curled and flowing behind her as her smile lit up the room. "If this isn't a most pleasant surprise!" She was beaming as she approached the two, pressing a kiss to the cheek of her dear friend. "Couldn't leave the scoundrel at home, I see." She teased, giving him a wry smile.
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If anyone understood the heartache that could come with siblings, it was the eldest Leventi daughter. Selene had four younger sisters to worry about, their relationship closer than most. No one was more precious to her then them, even if they tended to cause as much mischief as a set of brothers might. But regardless of their faults, bless them, they were still hers to keep and cherish. Even if Nana needed more focus and time than her other sisters. And even if Imma thought herself horrible with paints and brushes-- Selene loved them all dearly.
Her vanity and ego were unique in that while she was aware of how beautiful she was, that didn't mean that she didn't enjoy the company of those we might not have been up to her caliber in looks and accomplishment. And more so, she was incredibly protective of those of whom she'd become friends. As a child, it hadn't been about titles or looks; friendship had been about shared secrets and laughter. Arethusa and her had built a close bond early on, when little sisters were a pain and siblings were too much to handle. As they grew older, Selene's own self-importance extended to that of her friends. She had chosen to be close to them, and therefore, they were very important and deserved every courtesy.
Self confidence created a playful atmosphere in his mind, and any chance to talk with a man was an opportunity to make herself a more desirable wife. Alkaios was handsome, quick witted and played along with her games. They both knew that nothing would ever become of their flirtatious friendship, and with the stress of matrimony taken out of the equation, they usually could banter back and forth without any sort of ill-will or miscommunication. It was rare, but he firmly understood that his lack of title, lands and money would ever make him a potential suitor for her. And she was never under the assumption that he was a worthy match. A good friend; always. But never a husband.
Selene had been with her harp, deep into practice when she was informed of the arrival of Skleros siblings. She was a little giddy when she quickly checked to make sure her lavender chiton was perfectly folded, the gold cuffs shined brightly . Adjusting the folds of her blousing one last time, she quickly made her way into the main hall, blonde hair curled and flowing behind her as her smile lit up the room. "If this isn't a most pleasant surprise!" She was beaming as she approached the two, pressing a kiss to the cheek of her dear friend. "Couldn't leave the scoundrel at home, I see." She teased, giving him a wry smile.
If anyone understood the heartache that could come with siblings, it was the eldest Leventi daughter. Selene had four younger sisters to worry about, their relationship closer than most. No one was more precious to her then them, even if they tended to cause as much mischief as a set of brothers might. But regardless of their faults, bless them, they were still hers to keep and cherish. Even if Nana needed more focus and time than her other sisters. And even if Imma thought herself horrible with paints and brushes-- Selene loved them all dearly.
Her vanity and ego were unique in that while she was aware of how beautiful she was, that didn't mean that she didn't enjoy the company of those we might not have been up to her caliber in looks and accomplishment. And more so, she was incredibly protective of those of whom she'd become friends. As a child, it hadn't been about titles or looks; friendship had been about shared secrets and laughter. Arethusa and her had built a close bond early on, when little sisters were a pain and siblings were too much to handle. As they grew older, Selene's own self-importance extended to that of her friends. She had chosen to be close to them, and therefore, they were very important and deserved every courtesy.
Self confidence created a playful atmosphere in his mind, and any chance to talk with a man was an opportunity to make herself a more desirable wife. Alkaios was handsome, quick witted and played along with her games. They both knew that nothing would ever become of their flirtatious friendship, and with the stress of matrimony taken out of the equation, they usually could banter back and forth without any sort of ill-will or miscommunication. It was rare, but he firmly understood that his lack of title, lands and money would ever make him a potential suitor for her. And she was never under the assumption that he was a worthy match. A good friend; always. But never a husband.
Selene had been with her harp, deep into practice when she was informed of the arrival of Skleros siblings. She was a little giddy when she quickly checked to make sure her lavender chiton was perfectly folded, the gold cuffs shined brightly . Adjusting the folds of her blousing one last time, she quickly made her way into the main hall, blonde hair curled and flowing behind her as her smile lit up the room. "If this isn't a most pleasant surprise!" She was beaming as she approached the two, pressing a kiss to the cheek of her dear friend. "Couldn't leave the scoundrel at home, I see." She teased, giving him a wry smile.
Fortunately enough, Alkaios's impatience did not last long as, after only a few moments, the pair of siblings were greeted by their hostess who, as ever, looked absolutely stunning. His lips curved up into the slightest smirk, raising an eyebrow at Selene's words as he gave her a standard small bow in the way of a greeting. There were few people he would have allowed to address him in such an arguably insulting manner without him lashing out at them, and the woman in front of him was certainly one of the lucky few, especially as Alkaios knew her well enough at this point to be sure that she meant nothing by it. A military man he might have been but that never meant he wasn't easily put out. The larger the ego, the easier it is to injure.
"I simply had to come. You know full well I could never resist spending some time with my favourite one of my sister's friends. They're not all as delightful to look at as you," he joked in response, waiting until the pair of friends had finished greeting each other before he spoke. "My dear sister just couldn't bear to make the journey by herself and, selfless as you know I am, I thought I would accompany her." Or something along those lines that had most definitely involved quite a bit more convincing and complaining on her behalf. Any selflessness he had generally only extended to his sisters and then only a little way past that. "Arethusa is just the most helpless individual when she's alone." Honestly, it was lucky she'd been so efficiently married off so early, else Alkaios had no doubts he would have been stuck with her far too long. Now, at least, it was only every so often for a standard meeting between siblings or a small outing like this one and nothing more.
Placing his hands on his hips, he glanced out past Selene into the hallway and toward the rest of the house, momentarily distracted as he let the two girls have a brief moment alone in order to catch each other up with whatever news they might have had for each other. He couldn't imagine they had all too much of importance to share with one another - Alkaios was sure that if anything drastic was happening in Selene's life he would have somehow managed to hear about it already - but it had been quite the while since their last meeting, and there were likely smaller details of their lives that needed sharing. "I imagine the two of you are quite distracted by your conversation and you'd rather I left? I'm not just here for decorative purposes, surprising as that might sound, although I can't say I'm all too eager to leave either. You and I haven't had the chance to see each other since before I had any sort of title and that must have been months ago now." As though he wouldn't remember the date of his brother's death, given the effect it had had on his own life. "I would love the opportunity for us to talk as well."
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Fortunately enough, Alkaios's impatience did not last long as, after only a few moments, the pair of siblings were greeted by their hostess who, as ever, looked absolutely stunning. His lips curved up into the slightest smirk, raising an eyebrow at Selene's words as he gave her a standard small bow in the way of a greeting. There were few people he would have allowed to address him in such an arguably insulting manner without him lashing out at them, and the woman in front of him was certainly one of the lucky few, especially as Alkaios knew her well enough at this point to be sure that she meant nothing by it. A military man he might have been but that never meant he wasn't easily put out. The larger the ego, the easier it is to injure.
"I simply had to come. You know full well I could never resist spending some time with my favourite one of my sister's friends. They're not all as delightful to look at as you," he joked in response, waiting until the pair of friends had finished greeting each other before he spoke. "My dear sister just couldn't bear to make the journey by herself and, selfless as you know I am, I thought I would accompany her." Or something along those lines that had most definitely involved quite a bit more convincing and complaining on her behalf. Any selflessness he had generally only extended to his sisters and then only a little way past that. "Arethusa is just the most helpless individual when she's alone." Honestly, it was lucky she'd been so efficiently married off so early, else Alkaios had no doubts he would have been stuck with her far too long. Now, at least, it was only every so often for a standard meeting between siblings or a small outing like this one and nothing more.
Placing his hands on his hips, he glanced out past Selene into the hallway and toward the rest of the house, momentarily distracted as he let the two girls have a brief moment alone in order to catch each other up with whatever news they might have had for each other. He couldn't imagine they had all too much of importance to share with one another - Alkaios was sure that if anything drastic was happening in Selene's life he would have somehow managed to hear about it already - but it had been quite the while since their last meeting, and there were likely smaller details of their lives that needed sharing. "I imagine the two of you are quite distracted by your conversation and you'd rather I left? I'm not just here for decorative purposes, surprising as that might sound, although I can't say I'm all too eager to leave either. You and I haven't had the chance to see each other since before I had any sort of title and that must have been months ago now." As though he wouldn't remember the date of his brother's death, given the effect it had had on his own life. "I would love the opportunity for us to talk as well."
Fortunately enough, Alkaios's impatience did not last long as, after only a few moments, the pair of siblings were greeted by their hostess who, as ever, looked absolutely stunning. His lips curved up into the slightest smirk, raising an eyebrow at Selene's words as he gave her a standard small bow in the way of a greeting. There were few people he would have allowed to address him in such an arguably insulting manner without him lashing out at them, and the woman in front of him was certainly one of the lucky few, especially as Alkaios knew her well enough at this point to be sure that she meant nothing by it. A military man he might have been but that never meant he wasn't easily put out. The larger the ego, the easier it is to injure.
"I simply had to come. You know full well I could never resist spending some time with my favourite one of my sister's friends. They're not all as delightful to look at as you," he joked in response, waiting until the pair of friends had finished greeting each other before he spoke. "My dear sister just couldn't bear to make the journey by herself and, selfless as you know I am, I thought I would accompany her." Or something along those lines that had most definitely involved quite a bit more convincing and complaining on her behalf. Any selflessness he had generally only extended to his sisters and then only a little way past that. "Arethusa is just the most helpless individual when she's alone." Honestly, it was lucky she'd been so efficiently married off so early, else Alkaios had no doubts he would have been stuck with her far too long. Now, at least, it was only every so often for a standard meeting between siblings or a small outing like this one and nothing more.
Placing his hands on his hips, he glanced out past Selene into the hallway and toward the rest of the house, momentarily distracted as he let the two girls have a brief moment alone in order to catch each other up with whatever news they might have had for each other. He couldn't imagine they had all too much of importance to share with one another - Alkaios was sure that if anything drastic was happening in Selene's life he would have somehow managed to hear about it already - but it had been quite the while since their last meeting, and there were likely smaller details of their lives that needed sharing. "I imagine the two of you are quite distracted by your conversation and you'd rather I left? I'm not just here for decorative purposes, surprising as that might sound, although I can't say I'm all too eager to leave either. You and I haven't had the chance to see each other since before I had any sort of title and that must have been months ago now." As though he wouldn't remember the date of his brother's death, given the effect it had had on his own life. "I would love the opportunity for us to talk as well."
For Selene, formality was lost among friends. She had no desire to try and keep up the pretenses that existed. Sure, she could have made a point to bow and call him by his title. The honor was newly earned, after all, and she had only ever known him as the simple boy who she would play with. And Selene felt it important to let the dance that was formality fall to the floor in favor of good conversation. And she knew she could count on the pair to leave the gossip at home. She gave him a sweet smile, her wrist quickly flicking to signal refreshments for the group.
"Well, I am glad for it, my lord." She embraced her friend, suddenly sad that it had been so long since she'd seen them. Was it months? Far too long for her liking. "At least I can provide you a pleasant view while your sister and I converse." She was quick to tease him, just as she had done when they were small. But her teasing turned into flirting, and the pair had worked very hard at their lighthearted conversation. "You certainly couldn't have left her to brave it alone. What if she had been accosted on the journey?" Of course, she wouldn't have traveled completely alone, but Selene would have been disappointed to know that he could have come and chose not to.
Heads bent together, the two old friends quickly caught up on their lives. There were letters which had kept them mostly up to date, but there were still a few things that she needed updating on. Each took the briefest of moments to press the most urgent of news onto the other. And with a bit of giggling, her attention was back on Alkairos. "My mother is anxious to speak with your sister. Perhaps she can appease the poor woman while you and I rediscover the lost time between us?" His sister disappeared into the back of the house, towards the area her mother would have occupied. As she vanished, a tray of meats and fruit with wine appeared. She gestured for him to take a seat, before she curled into the chair next to his. "It would seem, my good Baron, that we have much to catch up on. How was your journey?"
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For Selene, formality was lost among friends. She had no desire to try and keep up the pretenses that existed. Sure, she could have made a point to bow and call him by his title. The honor was newly earned, after all, and she had only ever known him as the simple boy who she would play with. And Selene felt it important to let the dance that was formality fall to the floor in favor of good conversation. And she knew she could count on the pair to leave the gossip at home. She gave him a sweet smile, her wrist quickly flicking to signal refreshments for the group.
"Well, I am glad for it, my lord." She embraced her friend, suddenly sad that it had been so long since she'd seen them. Was it months? Far too long for her liking. "At least I can provide you a pleasant view while your sister and I converse." She was quick to tease him, just as she had done when they were small. But her teasing turned into flirting, and the pair had worked very hard at their lighthearted conversation. "You certainly couldn't have left her to brave it alone. What if she had been accosted on the journey?" Of course, she wouldn't have traveled completely alone, but Selene would have been disappointed to know that he could have come and chose not to.
Heads bent together, the two old friends quickly caught up on their lives. There were letters which had kept them mostly up to date, but there were still a few things that she needed updating on. Each took the briefest of moments to press the most urgent of news onto the other. And with a bit of giggling, her attention was back on Alkairos. "My mother is anxious to speak with your sister. Perhaps she can appease the poor woman while you and I rediscover the lost time between us?" His sister disappeared into the back of the house, towards the area her mother would have occupied. As she vanished, a tray of meats and fruit with wine appeared. She gestured for him to take a seat, before she curled into the chair next to his. "It would seem, my good Baron, that we have much to catch up on. How was your journey?"
For Selene, formality was lost among friends. She had no desire to try and keep up the pretenses that existed. Sure, she could have made a point to bow and call him by his title. The honor was newly earned, after all, and she had only ever known him as the simple boy who she would play with. And Selene felt it important to let the dance that was formality fall to the floor in favor of good conversation. And she knew she could count on the pair to leave the gossip at home. She gave him a sweet smile, her wrist quickly flicking to signal refreshments for the group.
"Well, I am glad for it, my lord." She embraced her friend, suddenly sad that it had been so long since she'd seen them. Was it months? Far too long for her liking. "At least I can provide you a pleasant view while your sister and I converse." She was quick to tease him, just as she had done when they were small. But her teasing turned into flirting, and the pair had worked very hard at their lighthearted conversation. "You certainly couldn't have left her to brave it alone. What if she had been accosted on the journey?" Of course, she wouldn't have traveled completely alone, but Selene would have been disappointed to know that he could have come and chose not to.
Heads bent together, the two old friends quickly caught up on their lives. There were letters which had kept them mostly up to date, but there were still a few things that she needed updating on. Each took the briefest of moments to press the most urgent of news onto the other. And with a bit of giggling, her attention was back on Alkairos. "My mother is anxious to speak with your sister. Perhaps she can appease the poor woman while you and I rediscover the lost time between us?" His sister disappeared into the back of the house, towards the area her mother would have occupied. As she vanished, a tray of meats and fruit with wine appeared. She gestured for him to take a seat, before she curled into the chair next to his. "It would seem, my good Baron, that we have much to catch up on. How was your journey?"
"Oh no, I suppose I could never really have left Arethusa alone, however much I might joke about it," Alkaios responded, turning to give his sister a smile more loving than either of them would have been used to. They weren't exactly the most loving family - truth be told, after the passing of their mother, there had been far less affection shown by their father, who had opted for a harsher family environment. "I doubt my cousin would ever forgive me if I allowed anything to happen to his beloved wife." Although, given that Vlasis was so rarely around, Alkaios somewhat doubted if he would have noticed for a while, though his sisters' relationships were hardly a subject for him to be exploring. They had all been carefully arranged in their best interests.
Now, this was just the way Alkaios liked a situation to go. Arethusa had easily done as was requested of her, she always had, and now that she was out of the way, the situation suddenly felt a lot more comfortable. There was no longer the awkwardness of having the other girl around whilst the pair of them were conversing, especially given that she would no doubt have her own topics to discuss with Selene later on that Alkaios would not have wanted to have interrupting his own conversation. He watched his sister go, following after her with his gaze until she was well out of the way, then moving to take the seat his friend had gestured toward.
With a goblet of wine now in hand, Alkaios leaned slightly into Selene to answer her question. "Oh, the journey was as dull as ever. People rarely dare argue with a soldier." And, most of the time, it was drastically obvious that he was a soldier, if only from the way he acted and the way he carried himself in public. There was still time to learn to hold himself like a Baron. "I suppose I can appreciate that we were met with little trouble on our way, however. There was a moment where I truly thought we were going to be bothered by some idiot of a merchant but, well, there have been far more complicated trips." Truth be told, there had been incidents in the past where they had almost been robbed on the road, and, had it not been for Alkaios's military proficiency, things could have gone a lot worse than they had.
Switching up the subject matter to that of his host, he rested his head on his hand and shifted his position in the chair to something a little less formal. "But I don't wish to fill this whole visit talking about myself, even though I'm sure you're well aware I could do so for hours. I know you must know of most of my news - Arethusa must have mentioned it in at least one of her many letters - but there is so much about you that must have changed recently, isn't there? Has the search for a husband proved fruitful lately or am I still an interest of yours?"
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"Oh no, I suppose I could never really have left Arethusa alone, however much I might joke about it," Alkaios responded, turning to give his sister a smile more loving than either of them would have been used to. They weren't exactly the most loving family - truth be told, after the passing of their mother, there had been far less affection shown by their father, who had opted for a harsher family environment. "I doubt my cousin would ever forgive me if I allowed anything to happen to his beloved wife." Although, given that Vlasis was so rarely around, Alkaios somewhat doubted if he would have noticed for a while, though his sisters' relationships were hardly a subject for him to be exploring. They had all been carefully arranged in their best interests.
Now, this was just the way Alkaios liked a situation to go. Arethusa had easily done as was requested of her, she always had, and now that she was out of the way, the situation suddenly felt a lot more comfortable. There was no longer the awkwardness of having the other girl around whilst the pair of them were conversing, especially given that she would no doubt have her own topics to discuss with Selene later on that Alkaios would not have wanted to have interrupting his own conversation. He watched his sister go, following after her with his gaze until she was well out of the way, then moving to take the seat his friend had gestured toward.
With a goblet of wine now in hand, Alkaios leaned slightly into Selene to answer her question. "Oh, the journey was as dull as ever. People rarely dare argue with a soldier." And, most of the time, it was drastically obvious that he was a soldier, if only from the way he acted and the way he carried himself in public. There was still time to learn to hold himself like a Baron. "I suppose I can appreciate that we were met with little trouble on our way, however. There was a moment where I truly thought we were going to be bothered by some idiot of a merchant but, well, there have been far more complicated trips." Truth be told, there had been incidents in the past where they had almost been robbed on the road, and, had it not been for Alkaios's military proficiency, things could have gone a lot worse than they had.
Switching up the subject matter to that of his host, he rested his head on his hand and shifted his position in the chair to something a little less formal. "But I don't wish to fill this whole visit talking about myself, even though I'm sure you're well aware I could do so for hours. I know you must know of most of my news - Arethusa must have mentioned it in at least one of her many letters - but there is so much about you that must have changed recently, isn't there? Has the search for a husband proved fruitful lately or am I still an interest of yours?"
"Oh no, I suppose I could never really have left Arethusa alone, however much I might joke about it," Alkaios responded, turning to give his sister a smile more loving than either of them would have been used to. They weren't exactly the most loving family - truth be told, after the passing of their mother, there had been far less affection shown by their father, who had opted for a harsher family environment. "I doubt my cousin would ever forgive me if I allowed anything to happen to his beloved wife." Although, given that Vlasis was so rarely around, Alkaios somewhat doubted if he would have noticed for a while, though his sisters' relationships were hardly a subject for him to be exploring. They had all been carefully arranged in their best interests.
Now, this was just the way Alkaios liked a situation to go. Arethusa had easily done as was requested of her, she always had, and now that she was out of the way, the situation suddenly felt a lot more comfortable. There was no longer the awkwardness of having the other girl around whilst the pair of them were conversing, especially given that she would no doubt have her own topics to discuss with Selene later on that Alkaios would not have wanted to have interrupting his own conversation. He watched his sister go, following after her with his gaze until she was well out of the way, then moving to take the seat his friend had gestured toward.
With a goblet of wine now in hand, Alkaios leaned slightly into Selene to answer her question. "Oh, the journey was as dull as ever. People rarely dare argue with a soldier." And, most of the time, it was drastically obvious that he was a soldier, if only from the way he acted and the way he carried himself in public. There was still time to learn to hold himself like a Baron. "I suppose I can appreciate that we were met with little trouble on our way, however. There was a moment where I truly thought we were going to be bothered by some idiot of a merchant but, well, there have been far more complicated trips." Truth be told, there had been incidents in the past where they had almost been robbed on the road, and, had it not been for Alkaios's military proficiency, things could have gone a lot worse than they had.
Switching up the subject matter to that of his host, he rested his head on his hand and shifted his position in the chair to something a little less formal. "But I don't wish to fill this whole visit talking about myself, even though I'm sure you're well aware I could do so for hours. I know you must know of most of my news - Arethusa must have mentioned it in at least one of her many letters - but there is so much about you that must have changed recently, isn't there? Has the search for a husband proved fruitful lately or am I still an interest of yours?"
She took a goblet of wine for herself, but instead of taking a drink right away, she kept it in her hand for something to hold. Selene liked the chance for private conversation, without an audience to judge. Her mother had admonished her the last time she had watched her interactions with a man who wasn't a suitable husband. She was destined for royals, her mother would say, and they would hear of her reckless behavior and dismiss her for someone else. She didn't place that much stock on her mother's opinion, but still, in the safety of her home she was more relaxed.
He would have no judgment about her behavior, and certainly wasn't going to ruin her reputation for no reason.
She grinned, finally take a sip of the sweet wine. "Most of the merchants are already in town for the festival, so if you came across any, it would have been a surprise indeed." She let out a soft laugh, knowing fully well that he could talk about himself for as long as she would let him. They probably could have both spent the day battling over who would get to talk about themselves. She was genuinely surprised that their egos could be in the same room together. "She likes to talk about you a bit, but I think it is more for filler so her letters are not so short." Selene set her wine goblet down onto the table, popping a grape into her mouth as he asked about her future.
"My mother and uncle are both holding out for the best offer, it would seem." Her eyes were glittering with mirth, "I suppose you could try and make an offer, but I doubt a simply baron will be enough for me." Her voice was light, the conversation between them was obvious not one of any real merit. He knew that she didn't want to be just a baroness. Selene was destined to be a Queen, blessed by the Goddess for just that. The wait for the right husband would be worth it, to appease both her mother and her controlling uncle. "But if you come into a vast fortune, I may run away with you still, Alkaios."
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She took a goblet of wine for herself, but instead of taking a drink right away, she kept it in her hand for something to hold. Selene liked the chance for private conversation, without an audience to judge. Her mother had admonished her the last time she had watched her interactions with a man who wasn't a suitable husband. She was destined for royals, her mother would say, and they would hear of her reckless behavior and dismiss her for someone else. She didn't place that much stock on her mother's opinion, but still, in the safety of her home she was more relaxed.
He would have no judgment about her behavior, and certainly wasn't going to ruin her reputation for no reason.
She grinned, finally take a sip of the sweet wine. "Most of the merchants are already in town for the festival, so if you came across any, it would have been a surprise indeed." She let out a soft laugh, knowing fully well that he could talk about himself for as long as she would let him. They probably could have both spent the day battling over who would get to talk about themselves. She was genuinely surprised that their egos could be in the same room together. "She likes to talk about you a bit, but I think it is more for filler so her letters are not so short." Selene set her wine goblet down onto the table, popping a grape into her mouth as he asked about her future.
"My mother and uncle are both holding out for the best offer, it would seem." Her eyes were glittering with mirth, "I suppose you could try and make an offer, but I doubt a simply baron will be enough for me." Her voice was light, the conversation between them was obvious not one of any real merit. He knew that she didn't want to be just a baroness. Selene was destined to be a Queen, blessed by the Goddess for just that. The wait for the right husband would be worth it, to appease both her mother and her controlling uncle. "But if you come into a vast fortune, I may run away with you still, Alkaios."
She took a goblet of wine for herself, but instead of taking a drink right away, she kept it in her hand for something to hold. Selene liked the chance for private conversation, without an audience to judge. Her mother had admonished her the last time she had watched her interactions with a man who wasn't a suitable husband. She was destined for royals, her mother would say, and they would hear of her reckless behavior and dismiss her for someone else. She didn't place that much stock on her mother's opinion, but still, in the safety of her home she was more relaxed.
He would have no judgment about her behavior, and certainly wasn't going to ruin her reputation for no reason.
She grinned, finally take a sip of the sweet wine. "Most of the merchants are already in town for the festival, so if you came across any, it would have been a surprise indeed." She let out a soft laugh, knowing fully well that he could talk about himself for as long as she would let him. They probably could have both spent the day battling over who would get to talk about themselves. She was genuinely surprised that their egos could be in the same room together. "She likes to talk about you a bit, but I think it is more for filler so her letters are not so short." Selene set her wine goblet down onto the table, popping a grape into her mouth as he asked about her future.
"My mother and uncle are both holding out for the best offer, it would seem." Her eyes were glittering with mirth, "I suppose you could try and make an offer, but I doubt a simply baron will be enough for me." Her voice was light, the conversation between them was obvious not one of any real merit. He knew that she didn't want to be just a baroness. Selene was destined to be a Queen, blessed by the Goddess for just that. The wait for the right husband would be worth it, to appease both her mother and her controlling uncle. "But if you come into a vast fortune, I may run away with you still, Alkaios."
That was exactly what Alkaios would have believed but, as it turned out, there were clearly one or two merchants still lingering just where he didn't need them. They were a blight of sorts unless they just so happened to be selling the exact product you needed, and then they were almost impossible to find. And those who were still en route to the festival? Those were the ones who were almost utterly useless in every way, unlucky enough not to have left in time, and who tended to have the worst goods of the lot. The sorts you wouldn't be surprised to see on the streets so late. Alkaios had no interest in interacting with them and was efficient in dealing with such pests when the need arose.
"Filler? Is that what I've been reduced to? A few added words so that her day might seem more interesting in comparison? Gods, I'm not sure I've ever been as offended as this!" It was exaggerated for effect but Alkaios wouldn't deny that, deep down, there was a part of him which found it somewhat frustrating that his own sister would consider him so dull he was delegated to a side comment in her stories. Not that they really had enough interaction for her to have a thousand tales about him ready to go, it was simply a matter of principle. "Well, you must know by now that my sister is hardly as interesting as a Leventi woman, especially as she is already married and the ever exciting search for a husband is over. I doubt the children's misadventures would be a good enough story alone for a letter." Zephyros, Euterpe and Zenovia were darling as far as children went - Alkaios had never been a fan - but it was almost as though they went out of their way to be as much of a nuisance as possible.
He finished his goblet of wine then, dangling the cup between fingers as he listened to the newest chapter in Selene's search for a husband. Although he himself wasn't eligible, it wasn't something which bothered him. He had other options, he was sure of that. It was a simple fact when you were as attractive as he knew he was and when there were plenty of eligible ladies excited to marry a baron. "I can assure you that if I do spontaneously become the wealthiest man around, you'll be the first to know. It would be an honour to have you as my wife." An honour and a privilege, quite obviously. Anyone would have killed to marry into a family like that. "But you had better be well aware that I'm entirely taking this as a proposal. A conditional one, of course, but I shall hold you to it." It was all a joke, Alkaios knew that, but it wouldn't stop him from letting her know almost immediately if he did somehow become the wealthiest man in Taengea. "Arethusa would adore the union, that much is certain."
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That was exactly what Alkaios would have believed but, as it turned out, there were clearly one or two merchants still lingering just where he didn't need them. They were a blight of sorts unless they just so happened to be selling the exact product you needed, and then they were almost impossible to find. And those who were still en route to the festival? Those were the ones who were almost utterly useless in every way, unlucky enough not to have left in time, and who tended to have the worst goods of the lot. The sorts you wouldn't be surprised to see on the streets so late. Alkaios had no interest in interacting with them and was efficient in dealing with such pests when the need arose.
"Filler? Is that what I've been reduced to? A few added words so that her day might seem more interesting in comparison? Gods, I'm not sure I've ever been as offended as this!" It was exaggerated for effect but Alkaios wouldn't deny that, deep down, there was a part of him which found it somewhat frustrating that his own sister would consider him so dull he was delegated to a side comment in her stories. Not that they really had enough interaction for her to have a thousand tales about him ready to go, it was simply a matter of principle. "Well, you must know by now that my sister is hardly as interesting as a Leventi woman, especially as she is already married and the ever exciting search for a husband is over. I doubt the children's misadventures would be a good enough story alone for a letter." Zephyros, Euterpe and Zenovia were darling as far as children went - Alkaios had never been a fan - but it was almost as though they went out of their way to be as much of a nuisance as possible.
He finished his goblet of wine then, dangling the cup between fingers as he listened to the newest chapter in Selene's search for a husband. Although he himself wasn't eligible, it wasn't something which bothered him. He had other options, he was sure of that. It was a simple fact when you were as attractive as he knew he was and when there were plenty of eligible ladies excited to marry a baron. "I can assure you that if I do spontaneously become the wealthiest man around, you'll be the first to know. It would be an honour to have you as my wife." An honour and a privilege, quite obviously. Anyone would have killed to marry into a family like that. "But you had better be well aware that I'm entirely taking this as a proposal. A conditional one, of course, but I shall hold you to it." It was all a joke, Alkaios knew that, but it wouldn't stop him from letting her know almost immediately if he did somehow become the wealthiest man in Taengea. "Arethusa would adore the union, that much is certain."
That was exactly what Alkaios would have believed but, as it turned out, there were clearly one or two merchants still lingering just where he didn't need them. They were a blight of sorts unless they just so happened to be selling the exact product you needed, and then they were almost impossible to find. And those who were still en route to the festival? Those were the ones who were almost utterly useless in every way, unlucky enough not to have left in time, and who tended to have the worst goods of the lot. The sorts you wouldn't be surprised to see on the streets so late. Alkaios had no interest in interacting with them and was efficient in dealing with such pests when the need arose.
"Filler? Is that what I've been reduced to? A few added words so that her day might seem more interesting in comparison? Gods, I'm not sure I've ever been as offended as this!" It was exaggerated for effect but Alkaios wouldn't deny that, deep down, there was a part of him which found it somewhat frustrating that his own sister would consider him so dull he was delegated to a side comment in her stories. Not that they really had enough interaction for her to have a thousand tales about him ready to go, it was simply a matter of principle. "Well, you must know by now that my sister is hardly as interesting as a Leventi woman, especially as she is already married and the ever exciting search for a husband is over. I doubt the children's misadventures would be a good enough story alone for a letter." Zephyros, Euterpe and Zenovia were darling as far as children went - Alkaios had never been a fan - but it was almost as though they went out of their way to be as much of a nuisance as possible.
He finished his goblet of wine then, dangling the cup between fingers as he listened to the newest chapter in Selene's search for a husband. Although he himself wasn't eligible, it wasn't something which bothered him. He had other options, he was sure of that. It was a simple fact when you were as attractive as he knew he was and when there were plenty of eligible ladies excited to marry a baron. "I can assure you that if I do spontaneously become the wealthiest man around, you'll be the first to know. It would be an honour to have you as my wife." An honour and a privilege, quite obviously. Anyone would have killed to marry into a family like that. "But you had better be well aware that I'm entirely taking this as a proposal. A conditional one, of course, but I shall hold you to it." It was all a joke, Alkaios knew that, but it wouldn't stop him from letting her know almost immediately if he did somehow become the wealthiest man in Taengea. "Arethusa would adore the union, that much is certain."
The frequency of their letters had diminished as Arethusa's life became more and more hectic with children. Selene was almost sure that she didn't mention children out of courtesy for the eldest Leventi's lack of marriage. The girl had, time and time again, told the matron that she didn't need to censor her letters in consideration for her feelings. She wasn't so shallow that her feels could be hurt by hearing of other people's good fortune. It made her happy to hear that people she cared about were well-established and set in life. She knew that his sister put him in her letters to try and keep the conversations away from any topics that might ruin the friendship.
And honestly, Selene didn't mind that she didn't only talk about her children. It wasn't like she new much about babies to be able to have much input on the topic.
As any good hostess would do, Selene moved to fill his wine goblet as soon as he righted it enough to be filled. "What do we live for if not the thrill of chasing after men?" She winked at him as she gave the wine back to the slave in the corner. "After that, we have to live vicariously through our children." Her legs tucked back underneath her, enjoying the way the air seemed to settle into a comfortable mood. She truly enjoyed his company, enjoyed the way they could keep up with each other, back and forth at the happy tone they kept. "But fear not, I take extra care to ask about you every moment I get. I make sure I spend at least one page dedicated to your name." Her hand gently patted the back of his affectionately. "Your sister believes in brevity."
She let out a soft giggle. It was, by far, absolutely refreshing to be able to converse with someone who's ego was almost as large as her own. Neither felt the need to pacify the other, nor did they lie to appease or make themselves look better. The honest way they talked to each other would have caused her mother to faint, and her uncle would have locked her in a tower until a suitor was found. "Make sure that you have lands, too. The name will not mean much without some property to go with it." She knew that a marriage to him would have been, most likely, a happy one. But it wasn't enough. She didn't just want to be happy, she wanted to make her father proud. A part of her knew a marriage based on love would accomplish that for him, but it still didn't feel like enough.
Her eyes continued to dance with joy, "Just make sure you do so before my uncle has made his move. Then, you will have to just accept that the Gods have decided that you were simply not good enough for me." She gave him a sweet smile as she brought the goblet to her lips, eyes still bright. "Besides pining after me, are there any potential woman who are finding themselves in good favor?" She cared enough about him to genuinely hope that he found someone who could make him happy in life.
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The frequency of their letters had diminished as Arethusa's life became more and more hectic with children. Selene was almost sure that she didn't mention children out of courtesy for the eldest Leventi's lack of marriage. The girl had, time and time again, told the matron that she didn't need to censor her letters in consideration for her feelings. She wasn't so shallow that her feels could be hurt by hearing of other people's good fortune. It made her happy to hear that people she cared about were well-established and set in life. She knew that his sister put him in her letters to try and keep the conversations away from any topics that might ruin the friendship.
And honestly, Selene didn't mind that she didn't only talk about her children. It wasn't like she new much about babies to be able to have much input on the topic.
As any good hostess would do, Selene moved to fill his wine goblet as soon as he righted it enough to be filled. "What do we live for if not the thrill of chasing after men?" She winked at him as she gave the wine back to the slave in the corner. "After that, we have to live vicariously through our children." Her legs tucked back underneath her, enjoying the way the air seemed to settle into a comfortable mood. She truly enjoyed his company, enjoyed the way they could keep up with each other, back and forth at the happy tone they kept. "But fear not, I take extra care to ask about you every moment I get. I make sure I spend at least one page dedicated to your name." Her hand gently patted the back of his affectionately. "Your sister believes in brevity."
She let out a soft giggle. It was, by far, absolutely refreshing to be able to converse with someone who's ego was almost as large as her own. Neither felt the need to pacify the other, nor did they lie to appease or make themselves look better. The honest way they talked to each other would have caused her mother to faint, and her uncle would have locked her in a tower until a suitor was found. "Make sure that you have lands, too. The name will not mean much without some property to go with it." She knew that a marriage to him would have been, most likely, a happy one. But it wasn't enough. She didn't just want to be happy, she wanted to make her father proud. A part of her knew a marriage based on love would accomplish that for him, but it still didn't feel like enough.
Her eyes continued to dance with joy, "Just make sure you do so before my uncle has made his move. Then, you will have to just accept that the Gods have decided that you were simply not good enough for me." She gave him a sweet smile as she brought the goblet to her lips, eyes still bright. "Besides pining after me, are there any potential woman who are finding themselves in good favor?" She cared enough about him to genuinely hope that he found someone who could make him happy in life.
The frequency of their letters had diminished as Arethusa's life became more and more hectic with children. Selene was almost sure that she didn't mention children out of courtesy for the eldest Leventi's lack of marriage. The girl had, time and time again, told the matron that she didn't need to censor her letters in consideration for her feelings. She wasn't so shallow that her feels could be hurt by hearing of other people's good fortune. It made her happy to hear that people she cared about were well-established and set in life. She knew that his sister put him in her letters to try and keep the conversations away from any topics that might ruin the friendship.
And honestly, Selene didn't mind that she didn't only talk about her children. It wasn't like she new much about babies to be able to have much input on the topic.
As any good hostess would do, Selene moved to fill his wine goblet as soon as he righted it enough to be filled. "What do we live for if not the thrill of chasing after men?" She winked at him as she gave the wine back to the slave in the corner. "After that, we have to live vicariously through our children." Her legs tucked back underneath her, enjoying the way the air seemed to settle into a comfortable mood. She truly enjoyed his company, enjoyed the way they could keep up with each other, back and forth at the happy tone they kept. "But fear not, I take extra care to ask about you every moment I get. I make sure I spend at least one page dedicated to your name." Her hand gently patted the back of his affectionately. "Your sister believes in brevity."
She let out a soft giggle. It was, by far, absolutely refreshing to be able to converse with someone who's ego was almost as large as her own. Neither felt the need to pacify the other, nor did they lie to appease or make themselves look better. The honest way they talked to each other would have caused her mother to faint, and her uncle would have locked her in a tower until a suitor was found. "Make sure that you have lands, too. The name will not mean much without some property to go with it." She knew that a marriage to him would have been, most likely, a happy one. But it wasn't enough. She didn't just want to be happy, she wanted to make her father proud. A part of her knew a marriage based on love would accomplish that for him, but it still didn't feel like enough.
Her eyes continued to dance with joy, "Just make sure you do so before my uncle has made his move. Then, you will have to just accept that the Gods have decided that you were simply not good enough for me." She gave him a sweet smile as she brought the goblet to her lips, eyes still bright. "Besides pining after me, are there any potential woman who are finding themselves in good favor?" She cared enough about him to genuinely hope that he found someone who could make him happy in life.
Once his goblet was refilled, Alkaios swirled the liquid around, waiting a moment to speak before he took the first sip. "This must be why we get on so well, you always keep my goblet full!" he chuckled. It was good wine, as well, not that he had any doubts the Leventi family would be serving anything other than the very best wine and he knew good wine. Enough of it passed through Acaris on its way out of the province, and how could his family ever let such delicious drink pass through without giving it a taste? How could he? "Well, exactly, as you say, what other thrill is there?" It wasn't as though Alkaios wished to sound in any manner discriminatory but, honestly, he barely knew what most women were interested in. Of the two he was the closest with, his mother had already passed long ago and his twin sister, she only seemed interested in finding the best and most powerful men she could.
"Perhaps we should start writing between us. I would love to read all these pages you've been writing about me. Besides, I can assure you I have some excellent stories that you would absolutely adore." Perhaps some of his military adventures would be considered interesting, although there were a few details that it might do to leave out. He might have been young but he had seen a fair amount of gore and even death in his time, it was hard to avoid. And, honestly, Alkaios adored it. There was a thrill to it that you wouldn't get anywhere else and that was the real appeal of the army for him.
Lands and power and wealth. In concept, the three didn't sound all that complicated to obtain, especially not when Alkaios already had each one in part. It was simply a matter of magnifying what he already had. That said, he barely had goals to marry into the Leventi family. It was easier to make your own house one of prestige, just the way his ancestor's had done so to gain their province. "I don't believe that should be too difficult, after all, I do feel it is at least one of my duties as a husband to ensure my Lady is happy in her marriage, and if obtaining such things is the only thing that would win you over then I suppose I have no choice. You shall have all the money, wealth and lands that you desire from me."
"Oh, I can assure you that I always have your uncle in the back of my mind," Alkaios reassured his friend, finally setting down the goblet for a moment with one hand as he ran the other through his hair to slick it back. "Potential women...I wouldn't say I have anyone particularly eye-catching at present. Surely, my dear Lady, you must have noticed by now how high my standards are, else I wouldn't have such an interest in you." Not that that was entirely true: anybody would have an interest in the Leventi girls.
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Once his goblet was refilled, Alkaios swirled the liquid around, waiting a moment to speak before he took the first sip. "This must be why we get on so well, you always keep my goblet full!" he chuckled. It was good wine, as well, not that he had any doubts the Leventi family would be serving anything other than the very best wine and he knew good wine. Enough of it passed through Acaris on its way out of the province, and how could his family ever let such delicious drink pass through without giving it a taste? How could he? "Well, exactly, as you say, what other thrill is there?" It wasn't as though Alkaios wished to sound in any manner discriminatory but, honestly, he barely knew what most women were interested in. Of the two he was the closest with, his mother had already passed long ago and his twin sister, she only seemed interested in finding the best and most powerful men she could.
"Perhaps we should start writing between us. I would love to read all these pages you've been writing about me. Besides, I can assure you I have some excellent stories that you would absolutely adore." Perhaps some of his military adventures would be considered interesting, although there were a few details that it might do to leave out. He might have been young but he had seen a fair amount of gore and even death in his time, it was hard to avoid. And, honestly, Alkaios adored it. There was a thrill to it that you wouldn't get anywhere else and that was the real appeal of the army for him.
Lands and power and wealth. In concept, the three didn't sound all that complicated to obtain, especially not when Alkaios already had each one in part. It was simply a matter of magnifying what he already had. That said, he barely had goals to marry into the Leventi family. It was easier to make your own house one of prestige, just the way his ancestor's had done so to gain their province. "I don't believe that should be too difficult, after all, I do feel it is at least one of my duties as a husband to ensure my Lady is happy in her marriage, and if obtaining such things is the only thing that would win you over then I suppose I have no choice. You shall have all the money, wealth and lands that you desire from me."
"Oh, I can assure you that I always have your uncle in the back of my mind," Alkaios reassured his friend, finally setting down the goblet for a moment with one hand as he ran the other through his hair to slick it back. "Potential women...I wouldn't say I have anyone particularly eye-catching at present. Surely, my dear Lady, you must have noticed by now how high my standards are, else I wouldn't have such an interest in you." Not that that was entirely true: anybody would have an interest in the Leventi girls.
Once his goblet was refilled, Alkaios swirled the liquid around, waiting a moment to speak before he took the first sip. "This must be why we get on so well, you always keep my goblet full!" he chuckled. It was good wine, as well, not that he had any doubts the Leventi family would be serving anything other than the very best wine and he knew good wine. Enough of it passed through Acaris on its way out of the province, and how could his family ever let such delicious drink pass through without giving it a taste? How could he? "Well, exactly, as you say, what other thrill is there?" It wasn't as though Alkaios wished to sound in any manner discriminatory but, honestly, he barely knew what most women were interested in. Of the two he was the closest with, his mother had already passed long ago and his twin sister, she only seemed interested in finding the best and most powerful men she could.
"Perhaps we should start writing between us. I would love to read all these pages you've been writing about me. Besides, I can assure you I have some excellent stories that you would absolutely adore." Perhaps some of his military adventures would be considered interesting, although there were a few details that it might do to leave out. He might have been young but he had seen a fair amount of gore and even death in his time, it was hard to avoid. And, honestly, Alkaios adored it. There was a thrill to it that you wouldn't get anywhere else and that was the real appeal of the army for him.
Lands and power and wealth. In concept, the three didn't sound all that complicated to obtain, especially not when Alkaios already had each one in part. It was simply a matter of magnifying what he already had. That said, he barely had goals to marry into the Leventi family. It was easier to make your own house one of prestige, just the way his ancestor's had done so to gain their province. "I don't believe that should be too difficult, after all, I do feel it is at least one of my duties as a husband to ensure my Lady is happy in her marriage, and if obtaining such things is the only thing that would win you over then I suppose I have no choice. You shall have all the money, wealth and lands that you desire from me."
"Oh, I can assure you that I always have your uncle in the back of my mind," Alkaios reassured his friend, finally setting down the goblet for a moment with one hand as he ran the other through his hair to slick it back. "Potential women...I wouldn't say I have anyone particularly eye-catching at present. Surely, my dear Lady, you must have noticed by now how high my standards are, else I wouldn't have such an interest in you." Not that that was entirely true: anybody would have an interest in the Leventi girls.
Selene's smile brightened with his statement. Of course, she was always aware of her company's goblet. Her mother would have been sorely disappointed if she hadn't been on top of the comfort of her guests. It was one of the most important lessons her mother had made sure that she knew, that she was a gracious host who was aways on top of things. Even when she seemed distracted, she could always tell what was needed. "It's the least I can do for such a dear friend." Being a woman had it's own excitement, from time to time. But she was sure that it was nothing compared to the seemingly exciting lives that men led.
Her eyes brightened at the idea of writing letters. "Oh, I would adore that. I always imagined you far too busy to sit down and write for my sole entertainment." It would give her some insight into the lives of others outside of her quiet little world. While her father had made a point to teach her what he thought she should know about the political world, her life was sheltered. There was very little reason for her to know those kinds of things, her mother would say. And the topic would quickly change to something else, something that seemed trivial as she learned more and more. When all else failed, she talked about the horses in the stables. But even that could only go so far. "I will have to strive to keep you entertained, but I look forward to the challenge."
The patriarch of the family would want to ensure that she was married off well, in a way that could further the family name. A royal, at the least, he had told her once. Her own worth to the family was in her chastity, in her beauty and in her name. She would do well in a castle, with high wall to protect her. Her mother wouldn't have wanted it any other way. It was why she had never been considered for marriage into the prince's family. It wasn't a high enough line for them, so her sister's would do well. Still apart of the royal line, her mother dreamed her daughter a queen. "My dearest Alkaios, you have a champion in your corner. Nothing by the sweetest words will pour from my lips, should your name come up in the negotiations."
Her eyes couldn't help but roll a bit at his words. "If you keep comparing your potential wives to me, you'll die a bachelor." She admonished him gently, her hand laying gently on his arm. "How can you assure your bloodline if you do not lower your standards a bit to find a beautiful and loving wife?" She was sure that it was an important part of his destiny-- to further your family name through marriage and children. "You cannot simply hold out until you are too old to enjoy the pleasures a wife can bring to your home."
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Selene's smile brightened with his statement. Of course, she was always aware of her company's goblet. Her mother would have been sorely disappointed if she hadn't been on top of the comfort of her guests. It was one of the most important lessons her mother had made sure that she knew, that she was a gracious host who was aways on top of things. Even when she seemed distracted, she could always tell what was needed. "It's the least I can do for such a dear friend." Being a woman had it's own excitement, from time to time. But she was sure that it was nothing compared to the seemingly exciting lives that men led.
Her eyes brightened at the idea of writing letters. "Oh, I would adore that. I always imagined you far too busy to sit down and write for my sole entertainment." It would give her some insight into the lives of others outside of her quiet little world. While her father had made a point to teach her what he thought she should know about the political world, her life was sheltered. There was very little reason for her to know those kinds of things, her mother would say. And the topic would quickly change to something else, something that seemed trivial as she learned more and more. When all else failed, she talked about the horses in the stables. But even that could only go so far. "I will have to strive to keep you entertained, but I look forward to the challenge."
The patriarch of the family would want to ensure that she was married off well, in a way that could further the family name. A royal, at the least, he had told her once. Her own worth to the family was in her chastity, in her beauty and in her name. She would do well in a castle, with high wall to protect her. Her mother wouldn't have wanted it any other way. It was why she had never been considered for marriage into the prince's family. It wasn't a high enough line for them, so her sister's would do well. Still apart of the royal line, her mother dreamed her daughter a queen. "My dearest Alkaios, you have a champion in your corner. Nothing by the sweetest words will pour from my lips, should your name come up in the negotiations."
Her eyes couldn't help but roll a bit at his words. "If you keep comparing your potential wives to me, you'll die a bachelor." She admonished him gently, her hand laying gently on his arm. "How can you assure your bloodline if you do not lower your standards a bit to find a beautiful and loving wife?" She was sure that it was an important part of his destiny-- to further your family name through marriage and children. "You cannot simply hold out until you are too old to enjoy the pleasures a wife can bring to your home."
Selene's smile brightened with his statement. Of course, she was always aware of her company's goblet. Her mother would have been sorely disappointed if she hadn't been on top of the comfort of her guests. It was one of the most important lessons her mother had made sure that she knew, that she was a gracious host who was aways on top of things. Even when she seemed distracted, she could always tell what was needed. "It's the least I can do for such a dear friend." Being a woman had it's own excitement, from time to time. But she was sure that it was nothing compared to the seemingly exciting lives that men led.
Her eyes brightened at the idea of writing letters. "Oh, I would adore that. I always imagined you far too busy to sit down and write for my sole entertainment." It would give her some insight into the lives of others outside of her quiet little world. While her father had made a point to teach her what he thought she should know about the political world, her life was sheltered. There was very little reason for her to know those kinds of things, her mother would say. And the topic would quickly change to something else, something that seemed trivial as she learned more and more. When all else failed, she talked about the horses in the stables. But even that could only go so far. "I will have to strive to keep you entertained, but I look forward to the challenge."
The patriarch of the family would want to ensure that she was married off well, in a way that could further the family name. A royal, at the least, he had told her once. Her own worth to the family was in her chastity, in her beauty and in her name. She would do well in a castle, with high wall to protect her. Her mother wouldn't have wanted it any other way. It was why she had never been considered for marriage into the prince's family. It wasn't a high enough line for them, so her sister's would do well. Still apart of the royal line, her mother dreamed her daughter a queen. "My dearest Alkaios, you have a champion in your corner. Nothing by the sweetest words will pour from my lips, should your name come up in the negotiations."
Her eyes couldn't help but roll a bit at his words. "If you keep comparing your potential wives to me, you'll die a bachelor." She admonished him gently, her hand laying gently on his arm. "How can you assure your bloodline if you do not lower your standards a bit to find a beautiful and loving wife?" She was sure that it was an important part of his destiny-- to further your family name through marriage and children. "You cannot simply hold out until you are too old to enjoy the pleasures a wife can bring to your home."
It was true that Alkaios now found himself far busier than he ever had before and that, as a result, he would have had to find the specific time to put aside to write, but he considered Selene a good friend and hardly saw the activity as a burden. Besides, even if he did find himself pressed for time, he was sure she would understand the reasons behind his silence. "I believe I should be able to find the time. After all, I am the head of my household now that I'm Baron, I am sure no one would mind my taking a few minutes to write you a letter. Besides, this is the sort of relationship they would likely prefer I nurture." There was politics everywhere, that was simple fact of life, and this very friendship was, of course, no exception to that rule. Keeping their friendship blossoming was a necessity even Alkaios hadn't already been interested in the relationship.
"And I am glad to hear it," he nodded in agreement, although his eyebrows knitted together in some concern at Serene's following comment. He knew full well that comparing all women would never do, but he couldn't exactly help it. Outside of their joking around, Alkaios couldn't deny that he did have standards higher than he should. It must have run in the family, given that his sister seemed to have the same tastes, although her options didn't seem to last very long. "I suppose I just wish for the most perfect bloodline I can obtain and that fuels my ridiculous standards. I should blame you for becoming friends with my sister, else I wouldn't have such high expectations." He couldn't help but laugh, knowing this was a practical impossibility. "But, you are right, I should start thinking about such things with a tad more seriousness: ensuring my bloodline is most certainly a priority. I think once I can be sure my sisters have all settled down I would be more open to the idea. Elektra, at least. She has had some struggles keeping them and I wouldn't want to be securely married before her."
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It was true that Alkaios now found himself far busier than he ever had before and that, as a result, he would have had to find the specific time to put aside to write, but he considered Selene a good friend and hardly saw the activity as a burden. Besides, even if he did find himself pressed for time, he was sure she would understand the reasons behind his silence. "I believe I should be able to find the time. After all, I am the head of my household now that I'm Baron, I am sure no one would mind my taking a few minutes to write you a letter. Besides, this is the sort of relationship they would likely prefer I nurture." There was politics everywhere, that was simple fact of life, and this very friendship was, of course, no exception to that rule. Keeping their friendship blossoming was a necessity even Alkaios hadn't already been interested in the relationship.
"And I am glad to hear it," he nodded in agreement, although his eyebrows knitted together in some concern at Serene's following comment. He knew full well that comparing all women would never do, but he couldn't exactly help it. Outside of their joking around, Alkaios couldn't deny that he did have standards higher than he should. It must have run in the family, given that his sister seemed to have the same tastes, although her options didn't seem to last very long. "I suppose I just wish for the most perfect bloodline I can obtain and that fuels my ridiculous standards. I should blame you for becoming friends with my sister, else I wouldn't have such high expectations." He couldn't help but laugh, knowing this was a practical impossibility. "But, you are right, I should start thinking about such things with a tad more seriousness: ensuring my bloodline is most certainly a priority. I think once I can be sure my sisters have all settled down I would be more open to the idea. Elektra, at least. She has had some struggles keeping them and I wouldn't want to be securely married before her."
It was true that Alkaios now found himself far busier than he ever had before and that, as a result, he would have had to find the specific time to put aside to write, but he considered Selene a good friend and hardly saw the activity as a burden. Besides, even if he did find himself pressed for time, he was sure she would understand the reasons behind his silence. "I believe I should be able to find the time. After all, I am the head of my household now that I'm Baron, I am sure no one would mind my taking a few minutes to write you a letter. Besides, this is the sort of relationship they would likely prefer I nurture." There was politics everywhere, that was simple fact of life, and this very friendship was, of course, no exception to that rule. Keeping their friendship blossoming was a necessity even Alkaios hadn't already been interested in the relationship.
"And I am glad to hear it," he nodded in agreement, although his eyebrows knitted together in some concern at Serene's following comment. He knew full well that comparing all women would never do, but he couldn't exactly help it. Outside of their joking around, Alkaios couldn't deny that he did have standards higher than he should. It must have run in the family, given that his sister seemed to have the same tastes, although her options didn't seem to last very long. "I suppose I just wish for the most perfect bloodline I can obtain and that fuels my ridiculous standards. I should blame you for becoming friends with my sister, else I wouldn't have such high expectations." He couldn't help but laugh, knowing this was a practical impossibility. "But, you are right, I should start thinking about such things with a tad more seriousness: ensuring my bloodline is most certainly a priority. I think once I can be sure my sisters have all settled down I would be more open to the idea. Elektra, at least. She has had some struggles keeping them and I wouldn't want to be securely married before her."
